I'm adrift on the Ocean. Comfortable. Relaxed.
A deep breath, and under, and down... and down and down...
Not a 'drowning' down'; a floating. A calming.
Refreshing.
Breathing is no problem, for this is the Great Mara, the Primordial...
And just as these waters broke to signal our time to enter in to this physical realm, so now do I emerge from the surface under the surface... and in the near distance, spot The Isle.
I am drawn unto it.
I step out of the waters and take it's golden-white sands beneath my bare feet. Cool water streams down my naked body.
Two towering monoliths stand in the distance, and I glide towards them...
I kneel before them, a silent blessing coursing my gray matter. I do not breach their boundary, but sit just outside that threshold.
Behold-- above, and center-- is the moon...
I 'sit' and bask in Her reflective sunlight. I breathe easy and deeply. I do not 'ask', nor 'search', nor really even think. I just... AM. I just BE. [A human BE-ing, not a human do-ing.]
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When "ready", when time brings me just conscious of that deep reverie of peace, and I know to return, I bow my thanks, leaving some small pebble or flower that is THERE in my hand. I stand, and turn, and trace the path back across the Sands (of time? Hmmm...), and again enter the refreshing waters. And again out and down and down and...
And up again, HERE.
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This is a powerful meditative place, this Isle. I have been there numerous times-- too many to count.
Likely my most powerful meditative experience ever was here, the ONE TIME I was asked--Permissioned? Beckoned?-- Through the Stone's Threshold. Neither the Guide nor the Experience on the 'other side' would I ever describe even though I could, for this is mine alone, lest I lose all His-- and IT'S-- magic, it's blessing...
[To readers of my other blog-- yes, again this Ol' Bird has duplicated... Seems the post belonged here, but when it came to mind it was for My Song... But here, I can -- and would like to try to-- expound a bit...
Over the course of several "visits" to this Isle, I noted each trip held variations... was the water easy or more difficult to transverse... Was the approach to the Sands smooth or strewn with razor-sharp coral... was the traipse to the Monoliths long and steep, or short-- was I just THERE of a sudden?-- or medium... what phase was the moon showing? And myriad other details...
As Pagans, each of these can and will give insight to our mental (conscious, or waking,) state.
Each clue will vary on YOUR PERSONAL analogy of the proffered change... E.G.: Rough Reef? Are you having difficulty attaining your normal "peaceful" state? At this point, we can begin to explore and ask why, thus move to Will it as it needs be, as we, Captains of our own Destiny, see fit...
Kinda like a dream analogy, I suppose-- but then, what be a really GOOD meditation save a semi-lucid dream, a "divination" insofar as a spiritual/mental inventory?... ]
Slainte, Folks...
Cygnus
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